1. Mercy at the Coliseum


    Date: 3/22/2015, Categories: Anal, Gay Male, Mature, Author: Riverweasel, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    expecting to fight a fair duel and had to be unhappy about how things were going. Closing the distance, I saw him wind up for a punch before going low and leaping at me. His form and aim were perfect and the power behind his shoulder blasted every molecule of air from my stomach. Trying to maintain my balance, I stumbled back as he pressed forwards. It was not to be, though, as he used my overcompensation to his advantage and lifted me off my feet. Knowing how brutal being driven into the stone would be, I did my best to respond, pummeling my knees into his chest. From my angle, they were not all that effective and it didn’t stop him from carrying me to the stone slab. The next thing I knew, I was thrown onto its surface back first from his shoulders, my cry of pain and agony only reaching his ears as the crowd quickly drowned it out. He was atop me instantly, his large weight pressing into mine as began to work on isolating an arm. Fighting him off, I alternated between gripping my arm and throwing elbows into his chin. As the seconds wore on, I felt his grip on my arm loosen and his hold falter, the punishment doing too much. With a sudden rush of inspiration, I yanked my arm towards the leather cuff, pulling his own to it as well. In less than a second, my other arm had fastened the strap around his wrist. The straps were lockable and only a key on the opposite table could unlock the restraint, meaning that the panther was now a prisoner. Torqueing my chest around, I ...
    worked myself free from him, finally rolling off the table a minute later, escaping his desperate grab at my tail. Standing up, I brushed my fur off and took a break as the panther tried in vain to pull his trapped paw out of the cuff. Ignoring his growls of desperation, I strode over to the other table and grabbed the key. Walking back up to the cat, I dangled it in front of his face, a few feet out of reach before turning and launching it out of the fighting area. Right then, I realized the mistake I had made. I felt his paw grab my tail and yank hard. I couldn’t turn around fast enough and my vision blurred as his forearm slammed into the back of my skull. He shoved me forward again before repeating it and this time my world went black, the sounds of the crowd echoing in my ears as I fought to maintain consciousness. I must have slipped in and out of it, because the next thing I was aware of was the panther’s body on mine. With his free arm, he had managed to cuff one of my wrists to the table and then restrained my other behind my back. I grunted as I tried to move away from him, but his wrist wrenched upwards, locking my arm in place as he slid a few inches backwards to let me feel his wet length scrub against my perineum, the tip gliding through my buttered crevice. My own shaft was bent backwards, throbbing in pain, his weight in addition to my inability to maneuver my torso all he needed to ensure I couldn’t go anywhere. Panicking in the knowledge that I had completely ...
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